Most of this story is in Bakura's POV

"Talking"

Thinking'

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Bakura's Holiday Love

Chapter 7: Making Memories

Yami was kissing me?

My reaction was almost immediate; despite the fact it took me a moment to process. After we broke apart, both with equally flushed faces, did the fact really sink in.

"So you did have a crush on me?" I asked smiling slightly as his face reddened even more.

"N-No! It wasn't a crush! But it's true I really do like you 'kura" The pharaoh finished trailing off a bit at the end. Still the admittance of said fact still stunned me.

My lack of response seemed to send Yami the wrong impression, as he got this really worried look on his face. 'Say something you Baka' my conscience yelled at me. I turned to the pharaoh, quickly grabbing his shoulders as he was about to walk away spinning him around to face me. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"I wasn't finished…" I say leaning down to capture his lips in another kiss.

He smiled into the kiss, as he reached up to tangle his fingers into my hair, deepening the kiss. I don't remember how, or when, but somehow I got Yami backed up against the wall, one hand on his ass the other up his shirt. His hands were making a train wreck of my hair, and he had one leg hooked around my waist. Too caught up in our activities we failed to notice the door open.

"Ahem…"

We turned to find two very red hikari's at the door.

Quickly we broke apart, red in the face at the prospect of being caught in the act by our innocent hikari's. I sneered at the thought.

//Ryou what did I tell you about doing that cliché checking up on me thing? //

/Uh, um…wha? /

I rolled my eyes at my hikari's response, or lack there of. I suppose the pharaoh isn't fairing any better, since Yugi's face just went around ten shades darker than before.

I quickly grew bored at the stalemate we ended up in. "So, did you two actually have a reason to barge in here like that, or did you really just wanted to make sure we were still in one piece?" I drawled out, officially snapping the two hikari's out of their self induced coma.

"Oh, um…c-cookies," stuttered Ryou, looking confused for a moment. 'Cookies?' I thought looking at Yami, who shrugged in response.

"Yeah, w-we wanted to know if you two would like help make Christmas cookies after dinner." Yugi finished, finally pulling himself together.

"Oh yeah, I'll help aibou; Bakura?" Yami asked turning to me. I shrugged, making a noncommittal noise; which Ryou understood as my way of agreeing to whatever activities they had planned.

Said Hikari smiled, "Well, dinner's ready, you two come down soon" he said cheeringly, pulling Yugi out of view; a few moments later trudging down the stairs.

We both stood there in the room, not looking at each other. In fact I noticed that the carpet had stain that looked suspiciously like blood, but was slightly a bit faded to tell straight out…before I could let my mind wonder to puzzling out the reason why their was a suspicious blood stain on the carpet, his voice snapped my attention back to him.

"Well that was awkward…"He trailed off, attention now on me, instead of studying the various tatters on his pajama pants.

"Y-yeah" I intoned quietly, feeling the tension weight on the room like a ton of bricks. 'Darn you hikari, you and your 'checkin up' on me, totally ruined the moment…' I frowned slightly.

Yami sighed; a shadow of despair clouded his features. "What was I thinking? I mean we were barely even friends before and now-now you won't even talk to me!" Yami raved working himself into hysterics, with his actions.

"Well I do agree with you on that account-" he froze, eyes wide he turned to me disbelief clearly written across his face. "It's just what you said, we were barely even friends, but that doesn't mean we can't at least try this-this whatever this is out.

"I mean you've apparently liked me for how long now, and although I'm not all crazy about you as you are to me…I've kinda grown used to you y'know being here. Heck we even got history! And not many people can say that, so I'm okay with where we are for now…Yami?" I stopped mid rant as an armful of Pharaoh came barreling into me.

"You can be nice when you want to be, y'know that 'Kura?" Yami's muffled voice came from the front of my shirt.

I smirked dangerously, "Breath one word of this to anybody…" I said threateningly.

Yami chuckled, "Wouldn't dream of it" he answered quickly. We stood there for a moment, locked in each others arms…Ra that sounded corny.

After a few moments I stepped back, keeping Yami at arms length. He looked at me a little surprised. "Well that's about enough of that…I have a reputation to uphold which doesn't involved me going all soft and mushy" I muttered.

Yami rolled his eyes, "You know you just likened yourself to a marshmallow" he said with a sly smirk. I re-read that sentence…I-crap I did.

"Har Har, speaking of marshmallows…shut it-let's go an' see what kind of cookies our hikari's are gonna make" I said moving towards the door.

"Go ahead, I gotta change, I can't walk around in my pajamas" Yami answered moving to stand beside me.

I blinked, "You do realize that we are in your house, you could walk around in your underwear if you wanted to" I leveled with him.

"Thinking about me in my underwear already huh?" He asked smartly, raising an eyebrow.

My eyes widened, "Nu-uh…" but by the way my face heated up I guess I wasn't convincing. Darn my pale complexion.

Yami chuckled, shooing me from his room. As the door closed behind me I pondered on what just happened in there. Not realizing it, my hand made its way towards my mouth, barely touching my lips I smiled fleetingly. 'I guess I could get used to this' the smell of pot roast waved through the air, and my stomach replied.

Turning I knocked on the door, "Yami, hurry or else I'll leave your primping ass; m'hungry" I shouted, not whined, cause I do not whine.

"Quit your whining I'm ready" the door opened to reveal Yami, dressed from head to toe in leather, buckles, chains and more leather. 'The usual' I smirked, "I don't whine" I state.

"You could've fooled me, big baby" He replies before dashing off down the stairs, laughing.

"Argh, get back here" I'll play his games for now.

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After a mostly quiet meal…our hikari's were still in shock. Even more so; when I told Yami he needed to eat more meat, and he actually listened. Keeps on getting better huh, I smirk as Yami got cookie batter on his cheek.

Yugi and Ryou mixed the cookies whilst Yami and I were to shape them. Apparently this way we won't all die from cookie poisoning. I examined the cookie cutters we have to work with and blinked Duel Monster shapes. 'Why am I not surprised?'

I grinned as I spotted the Toon Dark Magician cutter and quickly looking around I spotted the White Magician Pikeru cutter as well, grinning I declared loudly gaining all attention.

"I think I should cut Dark Magician for Yugi aannnd White Magician for Ryou, oh and lets not forget yours Yami which one Celtic Guardian or Kuriboh?" I asked the sugar dripping like acid from my smile.

Yami narrowed his eyes slightly before turning to me with two cut outs of his own. "Um I dunno Bakura which would you prefer, Shining Friendship or Ojama King?" He drawled holding up his own cutters.

"Ah such a worthy adversary, how about for you a Toon Sorcerer of Dark Magic" I suggested.

"Hm and for you summon skull huh?" he offered smirking slightly. Yugi and Ryou looked on in awe, eyes wide at my next comment.

"Such a strange fetish you have for dead things…" I smirked evilly as Yugi silently excused himself; Yami laughed.

Some time later as the cookies were cooling on the kitchen table, the door bell rang.

Since he was closer Ryou moved to answer the door. He was taking a while so Yugi, Yami and I went to see what the hold up was. The sound of singing hit me before I even reached the foyer. I made to turn back, but Yami grabbed my arm tugging me along.

It turned out that the carolers were in fact the whole friendship crew including Téa and her conniving little cousin. So soon we meet again. Yami just glared at the kindergartener.

"Hey, we were going around the neighborhood, spreading Christmas cheer and wanted to know if you lot wanted to come along" Duke greeted, looking very much like he didn't want to be there. Joey and Tristan blinked noticing me and Yami standing too close to each other and decided to comment on it.

"Hey Yami you shouldn't stand so close to Bakura after all he is a thief" Tristan remarked smartly, I really wanted to deck him one.

Everyone turned their attention to us, Téa watching with a suspicious glare.

Yami made no sign of moving, instead he replied with a quick and deadly, "I can take care of my self perfectly fine Tristan" as he glared at the group.

"So, uh yeah let's go huh?" Yugi started, breaking up the tension that suddenly filled the foyer.

I sighed in aggravation as Yami and I went to retrieve our jackets. "Of all the totally boring ways to end a perfectly good day…" I grumbled to myself.

Yami came over to me, "Hey cheer up in a couple of days it'll be Christmas and I have a special gift for you then" Yami whispered by my ear before proceeding to kiss me senseless. Just as we broke for air, I sensed a presence in the room; I turned to find none other than Tama grinning evilly.

"Well what do we have here? Secret romances…and I thought you two didn't like each other hm interesting" the little genius leered at us threateningly.

"No one would believe you, you're just a kid," Yami glared staring down the boy.

"Oh contraire after all I do see more than I am supposed to most times and it's always very easy to get things to go my way" Tama smirked.

"What do you want you little brat" I started angrily.

"Oh, this and that oh and revenge of course"

Tenshibabe: And he returns!!! Evilness in the form of a cute child! R&R

*Oh In the last chapter I made I little note but I forgot to mention it…

(1) Agents of Doom- Video Game Trivia: the little robots that looks like Clank from Ratchet and Clank Size Matters (me no own).